The Coven

Boy, has there been a dearth of entries in this blog. What's been happening to The Coven? Have we all lost the drive to write, like I seem to have the past few weeks.

As it is, I've been feeling restive (is that the right word?). I can't even get myself down to write entries in my blogs. So, here I am forcing myself to get something down, if only to update this blog a bit.

I had a craving for Behrouz food last Saturday, and thankfully, Terrie was around to head over there with me. It would've been a great meal, had there been hot sauce, C2, vegetable salad (they would've served us a salad of tomato and onion if we wanted it, but of course, I needed the cucumber). Still it was good to be with a great friend (o di ba, Te! :-D). Later on, we moved to Cafe Bréton for crepe (I'd almost forgotten how much I love Cafe Bréton's crepes) and coffee (for Te) and tea (for me). XC joined us later, and because he decided he didn't want crepe, but was craving something salthy, we moved again. We walked in the rain (Te and I under an umbrella, but XC was too macho to get under one...hmnn, he probably just didn't have one with him), and finally ended up in Cheesecake, etc. XC ordered nachos, which we later found out was not available. Instead of leaving though, Te and I had water, and XC had Sarsi (he thought the waitress was nice. Boy, I tell you, if I were a waitress, I would not want to wait on that guy. :-D) We talked about a lot of stuff before finally heading home.

I wasn't able to join Carrie and Te for their movie date yesterday (natuloy ba kayo, mga kapatid? Kwento naman.). As for my Sunday, it was pretty much just being with the family. We went to mass, and my darling son, during the giving of the peace, walked up to a lady and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Of course, we do not know who this woman is. But that's my Ben, friendly friendly friendly.

Well, it's nearly August (a few hours away), and that means in just a little over a week, I will be turning another year older. Do I feel older? Sometimes, I do feel more aches and pains than usual, but on the whole, I'm not bothered. When I'm playing with Ben I feel like a kid, and since he likes to play a lot, that means I get to feel like a kid a lot. Thank God for small mercies...so okay, he's more than just a small mercy. Still, at times, I sit and wonder how many more years I've got left...

Hay,hay,hay...for all you people that have any degree of separation to the Jesuits, Happy St. Ignatius' Day.